Edge of History (Billie Pierce x Orignal fem character)

Part 10

I get home from work and immediately begin getting ready for dinner. The past week has been fairly hectic. It has gone by at an agonizingly slow yet somehow fast pace. During the past few days, I haven't done anything to my apartment. I need to do my laundry and clean everywhere. The only thing I get to today is laundry. I want to wash my new lingerie that Billie gave me for tonight. I started the washing machine. Luckily, I have my own washer and dryer. Another thing I need to do is take a shower. Today was especially hot, and I am sweaty. While I wait for the first load to finish, I hop in the shower. I wash the sweat and grime off of my skin before exfoliating and shaving. I shave my legs and armpits but only clean up the edges of my pubic hair. In my past few encounters, I learned that Billie doesn't mind hair. I think she actually would like it if I had hair. Finally, I finish up in the shower by rinsing with a special soap that smells of lilacs. I step out and reach for my towel. On the mirror is a thick layer of steam. Once I'm dried off, I put on my robe and go to put my laundry in the dryer and start a new load. When I return, I connect to my Bluetooth speaker and begin getting ready. Yesterday, on my call with Billie, she said the restaurant we are going to is fancy and requires formal wear. Thinking about her, I sent her a few taps on the bracelet she got me. A few moments pass by, and I feel her response. I smile to myself as I look in the mirror, thinking about how lucky I am to have found Billie. For tonight, I decided to put my curly brown hair in an updo. I pin different pieces in place to make a sophisticated looking pile of hair on top of my head. I let a few side coils hang at the sides to frame my face. Makeup wise, I do a brown, smokey eye and black liner. I apply my favorite set of lashes and a dark plum lip. I chose my dress last night. It is a long black dress with a side cutout. I wanted something that covered the lingerie set Billie gave me. She would have to really try to see me in it. The neckline showed a little cleavage, but not much. There were long sleeves that hugged my arms. The cutout began in the midsection of the front and spread to my left side, ending in the mid part of my back. It was just high enough to cover the high waisted panties Billie gave me. I liked the idea that they were just out of touch for her. My hint of skin existed to tease her all night. I kept my shoes simple with black heels. By the time I was done putting on the finishing touches with my perfume and small diamond earrings, it was 7:45 pm. Billie said she would pick me up around 8 pm. I grabbed my purse with my keys and wallet and sat on the couch. My leg bounced in anticipation. Finally, my phone lit up.

Billie {8:02 pm}: Hey baby, I'm outside.♡

Rita {8:02 pm}: Okay, I'll be right out.

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Billie is driving a sleek black car. I hop in the passenger side and take in the beauty that is Billie Pierce. She is wearing a purple sparkly jumpsuit with a plunging neckline and sheer zigzag cutouts. Underneath she has on a black bodysuit. The flowy sleeves and pant legs also have the sheer pattern. I have to take a second before I can speak. "Hello darling. Do you need a second." She says, smirking at my reaction to her. "Damn, Billie, you look gorgeous. I think I might need more than a second to recover." I say, my eyes glued to her breasts. The term plunging neckline fits the description. It goes all the way down to the middle of her stomach. Her blonde hair is curled like the first night I saw her. On her fingers are several silver rings. "Darling, it is you who is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." She leans over and kisses me.
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We arrive at a plain white building with no windows. There are no cars around, and it looks deserted. "Are you sure this is the right place?" I ask, turning to look at Billie. "Yes, I'm sure." She assures me. I go to open my door, but she locks it. "Billie? What are you doing." Her lips are pulled into a mischievous smile. "I've missed you. I just wanted to spend some time with you before we have to be around people." Billie's hand pulls on a hidden lever, and my seat reclines all the way down. She undones her seat belt and then straddles me, undoing mine. "Oh, I see." I say, pushing some of her curls behind her ear. "What did you have in mind for our alone time?" I ask her. Instead of answering me, she connects her lips to mine. Our bodies become one as we fit together. Our curves aline perfectly as she pins me to the seat. My hands go to her hair, pulling her down and even closer to me. Her hands are on the seat on either side of my head, propping her up. My tongue pushes its way into her mouth. I forget where I am. All I know is that Billie is here, and I need as much of her as I can get. The fact that we're in some parking lot is irrelevant. I don't care if the windows are tinted or not. I whine when Billie separates. She catches her breath and starts kissing me again. We are desperate. The last few days without each other left a need in our bodies as well as our hearts. My right hand stays in her hair and on her neck. The left explores her body. I feel down the edge of her top from her shoulder to where her neckline ends. My finger caresses the skin between her breasts. It is soft and silky. The thumb of her right hand strokes my jaw. I moan into her mouth when she sucks on my lip. She pulls away again and sits fully upright. Her lipstick is smeared, and I can see hints of mine around her lips. My lips feel puffy and wet with her saliva. Her hair looks a little crazy from my hands, getting tangled in the strands. I look down at my dress and see that some of the glitter from her jumpsuit rubbed off onto me. "I'm sorry darling, I couldn't resist. I've missed you so much." She apologizes. "Nothing to apologize for, I always want you." I say. "Good." She says, smiling. "Let me help you fix your makeup." She climbs back into her seat, and we help each other retouch our faces. We do the best we can. Our lips are both puffy, and some of the lipstick left a slight stain. "Before we go in, I have another gift for you. Do you want it now or later?" She asks. "What did you get me this time? Shoes? Earrings?" I ask, trying to think of things she would get me. "No, it's a little more fun than that." She says, giving me another mischievous smirk. "Is it a sex toy?" I ask. Her smirk is hinting at it being something like that. "I'm not going to tell you what it is. Do you want it now or later?" I think for a minute. I don't like surprises very often, but something about her subtle hints makes me think I'll like this one. "How about now." I say, making my mind up. "Alright, here it is." She hands me a small silk, drawstring black bag. I open the bag to reveal something hot pink. I take it out to get a better look. It is a kind of oval ball that is a little smaller than my fist. The ball tappers off to create a part that serves as a handle. "The big part goes inside of you. I have the remote and an app on my phone that controls it." Billie explains. "If you're comfortable, we can use it tonight during dinner or some other time. It's whatever you want." She says. My pussy dampens at the thought of Billie controlling the toy at dinner. "I want to use it tonight." I say. She smiles and kisses me. "Do you want help putting it in?" "Um, yeah, sure." I scoot back on my still reclined seat and hike my skirt up. Billie comes back over to my side and spreads my legs. I hold out the toy, and she takes it. She first rubs my clit through the fabric of my panties. "Ah fuck! Billie, I'm going to come before we make it inside." I cry, rocking my hips a little. She smiles and says, "I see you're wearing your present." I forgot I wanted to tease her and make her work to see it. At least she hasn't seen the whole thing just a small part. She stops strocking my clit and puts the toy up to her lips. She slowly slides in and twirls it around in her mouth. When she takes it out, it's glistening with her spit. Her finger wraps around the fabric of my panties and pulls it to the side. Her other hand slowly slides the toy into my pussy. I feel it fill my hole and work to adjust to it. The skinny part still sticks out, and it hides in my underwear. "Are you ready to go eat?" She asks. "Yes." I say, lowering my skirt back down. She gets out first because she's blocking me in. Billie reaches out a hand to help me out. We walk up to the building holding hands. There is only one door, it is also painted white and blends in with the building. You have to be a few feet away to be able to see it. A man opens it from the inside for us. Without a word, we walk in, and Billie hands him the car keys. He takes them and walks towards the car. "They park the cars underground, so no one without connections knows this place exists." Billie tells me as we walk down a long hallway. Our fingers are still intertwined. The hallway is on an incline, and we are walking underground. As the hall continues, it gets darker and darker. I look over to Billie, and I can barely make out the outline of her face. We are nearing an opening. I can't see much except that there is a bright blue light coming from wherever we are going. Now that we are close enough, I can hear mystical instrumental music. We walk through the door into a giant room. The walls and ceiling are made of glass. Behind the glass is an aquarium, so anywhere you are in the room, there is water overhead. Along the bottom of the walls are thousands of plants, big and small. The room is split into different sections by walls of plants. There is an exhibit with different types of art, a restaurant, a dance floor, and a bar. The size of the room comfortably fits several hundred people.
Though there must be three hundred something people in here, it still feels intimate. Billie's thumb rubs the back of my hand as we make our way further into the room. "Do you want to eat now, or do you want to do something else first?" She asks. I look over at the dance floor. There are only three couples dancing, leaving plenty of room for us. "Can we dance?" I pull her towards the tiled floor, already swaying my hips to the music. Near the door we walked in, there were speakers that played mystical instrumental. Over by the dance floor, a dj played more upbeat music. "Do you know how to dance?" I ask Billie. "Of course I do, darling." She replies, pulling me against her to put her hand on my hip. I put my hand on her shoulder, our other hands already intertwined. She sways her hips in time with the beat as she leads us to the center of the floor. Growing up, my family made sure I knew how to dance. My Colombian heritage gifted me an inate knowledge of rhythm. At family parties, my aunts and uncles would make my cousins and I learn cumbia and merengue. But now Billie was leading this dance, and I was happy to follow her lead. Her hand slowly shifted from my hip down to my ass. In response, I got closer to her, grinding into her abdomen. As the song ends, she sets a firm grip on my thigh, pulling it up and lowering me into a dip. She holds me in that position as she leans down next to my ear. Her teeth nip at the lobe before she whispers in my ear. "Are you ready to put on a show?" She has no idea what she has just started. I pull her in for a deep kiss. We get lost in each other for a few seconds, but stand ready for the next song as the intro starts. It begins with a slow and sensual trumpet solo. She plants her hand on my ass again as we begin to sway. Our foreheads touch, and I look into her eyes. I forgot we are around people, I am solely in her presence. The music pulls me back as more instruments join in. I turn myself so that my back is against her. Her hand is on my hip while the other is on my stomach. I grind into Billie as the hand on my stomach makes its way to my breasts and then up to my throat. I break her grip on my neck by bending in half. I feel the pins in my hair loosening, and a few strands fall by my face. My ass presses into her, and I snap back up. She turns me back to face her. Her hands roam my back as I slide mine through her hair. Billie spins me out so that our arms are fully extended. I spin back in so that my back is to her again, and my other hand finds her empty one. My arms are crossed over my body. I feel light and happy. Billie and the music carry me across the dance floor. The other couples have noticed us. They aren't dancing as much as we are, mostly just swaying and watching us. Billie kisses me several times on my lips and neck. We spin around for the next few minutes, smiling and enjoying the feeling of each others bodies. Her flowy jumpsuit emphasizes her movements. She uses the cutout on my dress to run her nail over my bare skin. By the time the song is over, our cheeks are flushed, and I am sweating a little. "Do you want something to drink?" Billie asks, guiding us off the floor. "That would be great." I say. We walk over to the bar to order. Billie ordered herself a whiskey, and I got a vodka cran. We find a little booth to sit at in a secluded corner, tucked behind some plants. The lights overhead are fairly dim, but we are against the outside wall. We bathe in the blue light cast over us by the aquarium. Billie has her arm around me, tracing her fingers over my skin. We sip on our drinks, refreshing ourselves. "I think they liked watching us." I say, leaning my head on her chest. "They simply couldn't keep their eyes off of you." She agrees. "I don't think it was just me they were looking at. You are so sexy in this." I say, motioning to her outfit. She smirks at me, shaking her head. "If I saw the two of us dancing, I would only be looking at you." I set my drink on the table. "Well, I would only be looking at you." I say. She also sets her drink down on the table, and her hand rests on my thigh. I gently place my hand on her cheek and guide her to look at me. "To me, you are perfect. You are the strongest and sexiest woman I know. I am so glad that you found me after all these years. I can't believe you even like me, I am so lucky." I say, looking into her eyes. She smiles and kisses me. "I couldn't agree more. Finding you was the decision I've ever made." Billie says. Our foreheads linger together. "Are you ready to try your gift?" Billie asks, strocking my arm. I had forgotten all about it since entering the building. "I want to see what it feels like first." I say. It seemed like a good idea in the car, but now that we're in public, I'm feeling hesitant. Billie pulls the remote out of her jumpsuit. She had it tucked under her breast. "That's very sneaky, Billie. You're a fucking genius." She smirks at me. "Are you ready?" I adjust, uncrossing my legs and resting my back against the back of the booth. I nod to Billie, and she takes my hand. She turns the toy on. "Fuck." I grunt as I feel the vibration start. My hips roll forward, and I press my pussy into the bench. The shift pushes the toy into my walls, and there is an increased pressure on my clit. "Do you want me to keep going?" She asks. "Yes, don't stop." I say, my voice growing hoarse. My hesitation is gone. All I want is Billie. Billie pulls me onto her lap. She kisses me slowly, drawing my tongue out. I am positioned over her thigh, and I rock my hips. Her hands caress my body as I rub my clit on her thigh. I bite my lip, holding in a moan. Billie's lips graze my jawline, leaving light kisses. My hand goes under the fabric of her top in search of her nipple. I press my palm to it before pinching it. She gasps at the quick pain and pushes her chest into my hand in search for more. Out of the corner of my eye, I see her reach out for something. I don't have to look to see what she's doing when I feel the speed of the vibration intensify. "Shit, Billie!" I hiss, moving my hips faster on her leg. I find a certain groove of a muscle that feels amazing. "Allow me." She says, licking her fingers before lowering her hand under my skirt, searching for my clit. Her fingers move in methodical circles. I raise my hips so that I'm kneeling over her. Billie kisses me again. We both moan as our fingers bring each other pleasure. I squeeze and caress her nipple while her fingers torment my sensitive clit. I shake at her touch with the toy inside of me. "Billie...fuck...I think I'm gonna cum" I say, my voice low. The hand not on Billie's breast goes to the back of the booth to steady myself. "Look at me, darling. I want to see that beautiful look on your face as you cum." Billie says. I turn to meet Billie's brown eyes. Our eyes stay locked together as I find my release. To prevent me from being too loud, she sticks a finger in my mouth from her free hand. I suck on it, almost choking. My juices run over Billie's fingers and down my legs. I watch Billie's eyes while she watches my face. She looks pleased, proud yet gentle and loving. Her eyes soften when she notices I'm looking at them. "How was that, my darling. Did you like your gift?" She asks, turning it off but still circling my clit. The continual touch sends a shiver down my back. "It was amazing. Thank you." I say, kissing her. "It was my pleasure, I like spoiling you." She says. "Let's go get you cleaned up for dinner." She helps me off her lap, and we walk to the bathroom. When I look in the mirror, I see a mess. My cheeks are flushed, and my forehead is glistening with sweat. More of my hair has escaped its pins and is cascading around my face. I splash some cold water on my face and dab some on my neck. "When people see me, they're going to be suspicious of us." I say to Billie. "Who cares, darling, I certainly don't. Let them think whatever they want it's not like it's a lie." Billie says, looking at my face through the reflection. I turn to look at her and smile. "I suppose you're right." She smiles back, "Of course I am." Billie steps towards me and puts her hands on my hips. Her lips brush against mine, and she lifts me onto the counter. She takes a step to the left to get some paper towels. In the sink, Billie wets them with warm water. Slowly and sweetly, she cleans the cum off of my legs. The warmth is soothing, and I feel calm.
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The dining area has brighter lighting than some of the other parts of the room. Light jazz music fills the section. Ironically, the food that they serve is sushi. I look up at the ceiling to watch a school of fish swim overhead as I take a bite of my yellowtail. "Do they serve their own fish here?" I ask Billie. Billie laughs at my question. "No, they ship in fish specifically for people to eat." We sit opposite each other at a small round table. On the table lie the five rolls we ordered to share. I watch Billie skillfully place a piece in her mouth. Something about this view is erotic and I can't get enough. I can't stop staring at her mouth as I eat more. She notices me looking at her. "What's wrong, baby?" I shift my gaze to my plate. "Nothing, you're just beautiful." Her hand covers mine on the table. "I love you." She says. Billie lifts my hand to her lips and kisses it. I giggle at the display of chivalry. "I love you too."